God gave me patience
To wait for Him.God gave me sight
To look for Him.God gave me love
To claim Him.God gave me Bliss
To distribute Him. ```Sweet Lord,
Save me from myself.Save me from my inner conflicts.
Save me from my bold distrust.Save me from my sleepless complaints.
Master Lord,
Expose me.Expose my blind weaknesses.
Expose my giant failures.Expose my shameless ingratitude.
Expose my undying ignorance. ```Lord,
I am too tired to meditate,Yet
I meditate.Lord,
I am too tired to dedicate,Yet
I dedicate.Lord,
I am too tired to surrender,Yet
I surrender.Why?
Why?What makes me meditate?
What makes me dedicate?What makes me surrender?
My unfulfilled promiseTo You, my Beloved Supreme.
```Lord,
I am going to pray.I know
You will bless me.Lord,
I am going to meditate.I know
You will teach me.Lord,
I am going to serve.I know
You will strengthen me.Lord,
I am going to sleep.I know
You will think of me. ```Lord, if You are my Brother,
Come and visit my room now.I shall thank You.
Lord, if You are my Sister,
Come and visit my room immediately.I shall thank You.
Lord, if You are my Father,
Come and visit my room at Your sweet will.Lord, if You are my Mother,
Come and take away everythingFrom my room.
Lord, if You are my Friend,
Come and take me,Take me into Your Room.
```Lord, I wish to come
To Your PalaceOnly four times.
Do tell me what You
Are going to give meEach time.
“Son, first time you come
I shall give youMy Forgiveness-Sea.
“Son, second time you come
I shall give youMy Compassion-Sea.
“Son, third time you come
I shall give youMy Justice-Sea.
“Son, fourth time you come
I shall give youMy Thunder-Sea.”
```Lord, is there anything forbidden
In Your creation?“Yes, My son,
Forgiveness is forbidden.”Lord, how strange.
Why is forgiveness forbidden?“Because forgiveness is not valued.”
Lord, why is it not valued?“Because the world is ignorant.”
Lord, why is the world ignorant?“Because the world wanted ignorance.”
Lord, why did the world want ignorance?“Because Satan wanted to sell it
And was successful in selling it.”Lord, who is Satan?
“Ah, Satan!Son, don’t you know
Who Satan is?He is just a clever fool,
An impossible friend of Mine.” ```I have four members
In my family:Fear and doubt,
Love and surrender.Fear takes me
From nothing-chasmTo
Nowhere-palace.Doubt takes me
From nowhere-seaTo
Nothing-shore.Love takes me
From fulfilment-landTo
Perfection-sky.Surrender takes me
From God-vision-seedTo
God-Reality-Tree. ```My prayer needs
Sincerity from meAnd
Bounty from God.My meditation needs
Silence from meAnd
Infinity from God.My perfection needs
Everything from meAnd
Nothing from God. ```Not even once
Did my inner life take me awayFrom the outer world.
My inner life is kindness incarnate.
It made me aware of the needsOf the outer world.
My inner life taught me
What to love in God —Everything.
My inner life taught me
Whom to serve in the outer world —Everyone.
```O my America,
I am proud of your dollar-powerIn India,
ButNot in England.
O my England,
I am proud of your politeness-powerIn America,
ButNot in India.
O my India,
I am proud of your love-powerIn England,
ButNot in America.
```O my Canada,
You are very vast.Can you not be very high, too?
Try, you can.O my Canada,
Why do you always follow?Can you not lead from now on?
Try, you can.O my Canada,
You think the world does not admire you.Can you not demand the world’s admiration?
Try, you can.You certainly can.
```O my China and Japan,
My God has not forgotten you.O my Germany and Russia,
My God remembers you.O my India and Pakistan,
My God is worried about you.O my Ireland and Scotland,
My God is confused about you. ```God, I think I love You.
“Daughter, what is the proof?”God, this is the proof:
You know, God,I do not live with ignorance
Any more;I do not play with doubt
Any more;I do not cry with fear
Any more;I do not eat with jealousy
Any more;I do not dance with despair
Any more.“Daughter, enough.
You love MeAnd
I love you.Be happy.
Remain happy.” ```O my English friend,
Smile.Let me see your smiling face.
O my Canadian friend,
Dare.Let me see your daring heart.
O my Indian friend,
Think.Let me see your thinking mind.
O my American friend,
Rest.Let me see your resting life.
O my other friends,
I think of you, too.I love you, too.
I adore you, too. ```He who reasons
Is not a loverOf happiness.
He who suspects
Is not a loverOf love.
He who denies
Is not a loverOf Truth.
He who delays
Is not a loverOf Light.
```The philosopher in me speaks:
He who thinksIs a stupid seeker.
He who fearsIs a sick seeker.
He who hesitatesIs a lame seeker.
He who doubtsIs not a seeker
At all. ```What others think of me
I perfectly know —“I am useless.”
What God thinks of me
I always know —“I am perfect.”
What I think of myself
I do not know,I shall not know,
Never.Alas!
Alas! ```My Lord and God,
If You want meTo live in the physical world,
Then command me to sleep.If You want me
To live in the vital world,Then command me to dare.
If You want me
To live in the mental world,Then command me to learn.
If You want me
To live in the psychic world,Then command me to surrender.
```Life can bring failure.
Life can bring frustration.Life can bring destruction.
Life can offer many sad stories.But work can offer
Only one thing: perfection,The life of perfection.
```You doubt God,
Although you are afraid ofDoing this wrong thing.
You shun Light,
Yet you are afraid ofStaying alone in darkness.
You do not listen to God,
Although you are afraid ofAppearing a fool before the world.
```Lord,
Make me worthyOf serving the world.
Of courseIn Your own way.
Lord,
Make me worthyOf loving the world.
Of courseIn Your own way.
Lord,
Make me worthyOf pleasing the world.
Of courseIn Your own way.
Lord, Lord, Lord,
Make me worthyOf living my life.
Of courseIn Your own way.
```Why is surrender so great?
Surrender is great
Because it acceptsCheerfully
What it does not understandRemotely.
Also,
It does not care to understandVaguely
Anything whatsoever.It only believes and obeys,
AndObeys and believes.
Surrender is by far the greatest
Because it alone is the glowing ascentOf the aspiring heart
AndThe proud descent
Of the Absolute. ```He believes in horoscopes,
But his horoscope is the Supreme.There was a time
When his SupremeCommanded him to play
With the planets,Volleyball in the morning
AndFootball in the afternoon
AndTable tennis in the evening.
ButNow his Supreme has commanded him
To be their Instructor,Manager
AndReferee.
```You are at once
God and man.You play the role of God
In manWhen you give,
AndYou play the role of man
In GodWhen you receive.
Truth to tell,Both the roles
Are of equalImportance.
```I know definitely
That a strong bodyIs the Body of God.
I know unmistakably
That a daring vitalIs the Vital of God.
I know clearly
That a doubtless mindIs the Mind of God.
I know devotedly
That a kind heartIs the Heart of God.
I know soulfully
That a pure lifeIs the Life of God.
I know, I know. ```O seeker,
You want to knowWhat attachment is.
Attachment is whenYou love one
And do not love all.Attachment is when
You feelThat God has appointed only you
To fulfil His Vision,And not others.
Attachment is when
You thinkOf the creation first
AndNot the Creator.
Attachment is when
The spirit of bargainHaunts you
PowerfullyAnd
Triumphantly. ```Sweet Lord,
Do tell me once and for all,Why is Your world
In such a horrible state?Don’t You care for the world any more
OrHave You lost all Your control
OrHave You deliberately forgotten the world
OrDo You want to create a new world
With nice peopleWith Your profound Wisdom,
With Your divine LightAnd
With Your supreme Power?“Son,
Give Me some time.If I answer your questions
Immediately,I am afraid I shall commit
Himalayan blunders.” ```Tell me, Father,
Why has the young generationTaken to drugs?
“Son, let Me start telling you why.
They want to belong,They want to be loved,
They want to be understood.“Son, now let Me tell you
AbsolutelyThe main reason:
They want to inventSomething
Which I, God,Have not yet
Invented.” ```O Lord Supreme,
Save me, save meFrom hell.
It is so dangerous.O Lord Supreme,
Save me, save meFrom Heaven.
He is so callous.O Lord Supreme,
Save me, save meFrom earth.
She is so treacherous.O Lord Supreme,
Save me, save meFrom myself.
I am so precarious.O Lord, O Lord,
Give me, give me a smile.It is so precious,
It is so precious.It is my Saviour,
It is my All. ```Are you insecure?
Then say thatMy Courage is all yours.
Are you full of doubts?
Then say thatMy Assurance is all yours.
Are you always jealous?
Then say thatMy Compassion is all for you.
Now
Are you thinking of becoming perfect?If so,
My Transcendental PerfectionIs all yours.
```The prayer of the timid is:
“Shelter, eternal shelter.”The prayer of the strong is:
“Joy, immediate joy.”The prayer of the joyous is:
“Gratitude, soulful gratitude.”The prayer of the grateful is:
“Surrender, unconditional surrender.” ```He is the God of Power.
ThereforeI admire Him.
He is the God of Peace.
ThereforeI like Him.
He is the God of Compassion.
ThereforeI love Him.
He is the God of Love.
ThereforeI need Him.
```God is kind to me.
ThereforeHe has made me deaf.
God is kind to me.
ThereforeHe has made me blind.
God is kind to me.
ThereforeHe has made me lame.
He has made me deaf
So that I will not hearWorld-gossip.
He has made me blind
So that I will not seeWorld-imperfection.
He has made me lame
So that I will not dare to kickWorld-ignorance.
```Christ applied yesterday
The quintessence of yesterday’sLofty Gospel: Compassion.
He applies today
The quintessence of today’sSublime Gospel: Justice.
He shall apply tomorrow
The quintessence of tomorrow’sOutstanding Gospel: Truth.
```When he takes his life
Too seriouslyHe suffers in the prison
Of futility.When he takes his life
Too lightlyHe suffers in the prison
Of absurdity.When he takes his life
Too humanlyHe suffers in the prison
Of temptation.When he takes his life
Too divinelyHe suffers in the prison
Of isolation. ```God, can You not give me
Some better disciples?“Son, I can.
But you do not deserve them.”God, can You not give us
A better Master?“Children, I can.
But you do not need one.”God, my disciples are most ungrateful.
“Is that so,Is that so, My dear son?”
God, our Master is most inconsiderate.
“Is that so,Is that so, My sweet children?”
```Father, Father, do me a favour, please,
Will You?“What kind of favour,
What kind of favour, son?”This thoughtless world has made me sick.
I want to die, I want to die.“Son, your case is not serious at all.
If and when your sickness becomes serious, fatal or incurable,I shall let you know
AndAlso grant your prayer.”
```What God invented
My faith discovered.What my faith invented
My heart discovered.What my heart invented
My mind discovered.God invented Bliss,
Faith invented confidence,Heart invented love.
```Anybody can deceive you,
ButDeception is usually
The profession of a rogue.Anybody can criticize you,
ButCriticism is usually
The profession of a fool.Anybody can love you,
ButLove is usually
The profession of a seeker.But nobody can perfect you,
Save and except God. ```It’s me, Father.
For God’s sake,Do not be so alarmed.
It’s me, Father.
For God’s sake,Do not be so disturbed.
“Son, I am not alarmed,
I am not disturbed.I am only happy and amazed
That you are knocking at My DoorAt long last.
Come in, My son, come in.” ```Tell me what you are.
I will tell you somethingMost special about yourself.
“I am a doctor.”
Ah, you are a doctor!That means you are
The restorer of lifeAnd
Feeder of death.Tell me what you are.
I will tell you somethingMost special about yourself.
“I am a scientist.”
Ah, you are a scientist!That means you are
The searcher of lifeAnd
Runner after death.Tell me what you are.
I will tell you somethingMost special about yourself.
“I am a seeker.”
Ah, you are a seeker!That means you are
The lover of LifeAnd
The destroyer of death. ```“Son, are all your debts paid?”
Father, I was heavily indebted
To my friendsFor their sublime
Appreciation and admiration.But I have paid all my debts
With my ceaseless gratitude.Father, I was deeply indebted
To Ignorance-NightFor her constant
Attacks and confusion.But I have paid all my debts
With my adamantine certitude.“Son, such being the case,
I welcome youTo share
My Infinitude.” ```Lethargy is the pastime
Of my unprogressive body.Violence is the pastime
Of my unsympathetic vital.Doubt is the pastime
Of my unbelieving mind.Fear is the pastime
Of my unillumined heart. ```Beauty glows
In the eyes of the manWho sees.
Purity flows
In the heart of the manWho feels.
Duty sings
In the arms of the manWho works.
Divinity dances
In the soul of the manWho loves.
```Do you spend more than you earn?
“Yes.”Why do you do that?
Who taught you to do that?“My ignorance-friend.”
Do you spend less than you earn?
“Yes.”Why do you do that?
Who taught you to do that?“My wisdom-friend.”
Do you spend all that you earn?
“Yes.”Why do you do that?
Who taught you to do that?“My God-friend.
He said to me:‘You fool.
Why do you have to think of the future?Let the future take care of itself.
What I want from youIs to take care of today,
Only today.’” ```When she does not get
Her Father’s usual smile,Her life comes to a comma.
When she sees
Her Father’s angry face,Her life comes to a semi-colon.
When she sees
Her Father’s indifference,Her life comes to a full stop.
```Father, Father,
Why are YouSo unkind to me
Nowadays?“Daughter, not true!”
Father, Father,
Why do YouIgnore me so much
Nowadays?“Daughter, not true!”
Father, Father,
Why are YouNot taking my services
Nowadays?“Daughter, not true!”
Father, Father,
Why don’t YouCare for me at all
Nowadays?“Not true, not true, not true,
My daughter sweet!” ```When I say:
“Infinity is this,Infinity is that,”
I decrease Infinity’s LengthWith my binding mind.
When I say:
“Infinity is something more,Infinity is something deeper,”
I increase Infinity’s LifeWith my expanding heart.
```Father, Father,
You are ignoring me incredibly.I think this is enough.
Please, pleaseGive me another chance.
This time I shall please You.Father, Father,
Every day I see YouDeliberately kicking me
Farther and fartherAway from You.
I think this is enough,More than enough.
Please, please,Give me another chance.
This time I shall please You.Father, Father,
Still I thinkI am Yours,
Only Yours. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,The Dance of Life, part 17, Aum Press, Puerto Rico, 1973
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